The Tough Wife Belongs to Mr. Arogan
Free to Do Anything
''The wife does not know herself. Thank goodness I have the perfect husband. Handsome, well-established, tall and dashing, still cheating on you. If I was alone, it would be dinner or just flirting with women. Patal error enough one time I did, '' Morgan grumbled annoyed. He opened the door to his room later.
Chequek!
The door of the room was opened wide, Morgan entered into it with a smile. However, the man's smile suddenly disappeared when he saw the large picture frame where the wedding photo with his wife was plastered right behind the bed.
Both of his legs felt weak immediately. How much he loved that woman. The eyeball of a Morgan was flushed to hold the tightness in his chest now. Why would Megan do this to him? The marriage he had built all this time was broken into pieces as well as his heart and feelings.
Bruk!
The man suddenly collapsed right behind the door. He leaned back and his head, staring at the wedding photo where his face and Megan looked so happy at the time. Months of tears were immediately rolling just soaked his handsome face now.
"This is the end. The end of our love journey, Megan. It's enough, our marriage should be over here" he murmured as he rubbed his face rough.
Instantly, a shadow of the past perched within his present brain. When he first met a woman named Megan Queeni, the woman who became the campus flower at that time. The shadow as he uttered the qobul ijab in front of the penghulu and the shadow of his beautiful moments became a pair of newlyweds.
All of that seemed to be a very painful memory at this moment. Memories that originally felt beautiful, must end with a gaping wound in the depths of a Morgan's heart. Wounds that can only be treated with women according to him.
* * *
3 months later.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The judge's hammer was knocked, the sign of a divorce lawsuit in the name of Morgan Maxime against a woman named Megan Queeni was granted by the judges. Their status is no longer as husband and wife now. Morgan rightfully bears the status of a handsome widower with all the charm he has.
"Ma Morgan!" sahut Megan called her ex-husband who was about to get out of the courthouse.
The man stopped his footsteps. However, she did not turn her head towards Megan in the slightest.
"Wait for me, Mom. There's something I want to say to you.''
Morgan only snorted in annoyance then turned his head and looked at Megan's face later.
"I just want to apologize to you. All this time I've been acting like you, Mas. I thought that your love was immense towards me, and whatever I did you would still forgive me. But in fact, my mind was wrong. You are still divorcing me now, Megan said at length.
"Have you? Excuse me now," replied Morgan was about to leave his ex-wife.
"Wait for Mas" Megan pleads, grabbing her ex-husband's wrist, but is soon on rough edge by Morgan later.
"Don't touch me. We are not muhrim anymore.''
"Muhrim? Since when did the word muhrim enter the dictionary of a Morgan Maxime? Ahhaha!" Megan laughed at me.
"Laugh while you can still laugh." Morgan was about to continue his footsteps, but again Megan held him back making the man snort again irritated.
"Wait a minute, Mom. I'm not done talking."
"What else? I don't have time, I'm busy."
"Just a second. I just want to say that, the door of my heart will always be open for you. Whenever you want to come back, I'll always accept you, Mas Morgan."
"Huh? Ahhaha!" Morgan laughed out loud, leaving Megan without saying another word.
He smiled and walked out of the courthouse. After a household trip that has been 17 years he lived. Morgan is determined to start his new life, as an adventurous soul who likes to find happiness with beautiful women out there.
* * *
2 Years later.
Bruk!
Morgan placed a brown envelope filled with money on a woman who had just given him satisfaction. Again the principle in his life again he instilled. There is nothing wrong with buying satisfaction from a woman.
But he still closed his heart. For her, love is dead inside her. He prefers to live alone without any pressure and is free to play with any woman without anyone forbidding. That's how Morgan is today.
"Thank you, Om. Do not forget to contact me again if Om needs service from me," said the woman, she smiled happily when she saw the amount of money received in accordance with what was promised.
"No, I don't like to wear the same thing twice. You better go now. I am tired, said Morgan relaxed.
'By the arrogant basis. He was praising my body, now he's just told to go home. You arrogant Lord, ' (inner to the woman).
The woman did not say anything else. He just walked out of the hotel room where he was serving a man named Morgan. Although he was treated with disrespect, he still smiled because the money he received was more than enough for his living expenses for one month.
After the woman died, Morgan got up and walked to the bathroom to clean himself. 20 minutes later he came back with neat clothes and wet hair to make the appearance of a fresh Morgan. He got out of the hotel room later.
* * *
On travel.
Morgan stopped his car when the traffic light turned red. He also hummed cheerfully staring at the crowded streets. Instantly, the man stared in astonishment, looking at the woman who was currently riding a motorcycle right next to his car now.
"Women are beautiful too" she murmured later.
The more fixed he looked at the woman's face, the more he admired the natural beauty that radiated from her face. Until finally, the traffic light turned green and the woman sped away from her car which was still in place.
"Damn, why lose control of gini anyway? The woman was really amazingly beautiful, Morgan muttered starting to drive her car later.
* * *
In office.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The door of the room was knocked. Morgan who is currently going to do an interview for his new secretary is already sitting cross-legged.
Chequek!
The door of the room was opened, a woman entered. Instantly, Morgan's two eyes were seen sparkling staring at the woman with extraordinary beauty entering the room now.
"This woman? She was the angel of heaven I had seen on the road. My God, is he the soul mate you sent for your handsome servant," Morgan muttered to the astonished woman of course.
SERIATE
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